sovbooks 82: The Queen of Sweet Songs and the Prince of Love Songs
82: The Queen of Sweet Songs and the Prince of Love Songs
After Han Qingyan returned to her hometown, Han Wen stopped caring about anything. Bai Feifei, the little wife, finally became the mother-in-law and had a sense of pride and a bit of being the head of the household.
Even though she, as the head of the household, only had a maid and herself to take care of, it still felt incredibly good.
As for Gu Amei, although she was very close to her own side of the family, almost like family, however...
Girls, they'll all get married eventually. So, they're outsiders.
Bai Feifei only needs to maintain a good relationship with Gu Amei; she doesn't need to be overly attentive.
After all, as the sister-in-law, she still has some status and can't lose face or lower her status.
Han Wen was focused on his own affairs and didn't pay much attention to Bai Feifei's changing mental state.
It just feels like ever since the female knight-errant showed off her signature skills, her kung fu has become increasingly advanced and better.
Fortunately, Han Wen had lived two lives, possessed superb driving skills and profound abilities, and truly did not take the female warrior seriously.
Let her be strong, the breeze still caresses the mountain ridge. Let her be domineering, the bright moon still shines over the great river. Even if he occasionally underperforms, Han Wen can simply give up.
Han Wen was living a happy and carefree life when she received a call from Zhang Yadong.
After so long, Yang Tianmei and Mao Ning finally managed to sneak into Jinghua City, avoiding everyone's sight.
The meeting place was neither a hotel nor a guesthouse, but at Jubao Pen Records.
If everyone agrees and reaches an agreement, then we can sign the contract directly. Then, we can announce this earth-shattering news.
Bai Feifei was busy with her own work, so Han Wen gave up on the idea of taking her to see the Queen of Sweet Songs and the Prince of Love Songs. After putting on a mask, he drove alone to Jubao Records.
When Han Wen drove to Jubao Records, there was a traffic jam downstairs.
Across from me is a City Baby, a pink Suzuki Alto (standard version), which costs nearly 60,000 yuan, enough to buy two Altos. It's a pretty good car.
Han Wen sat in his little yellow car, getting a little annoyed as the other driver tried to stop several times without success. He rolled down his window and glanced at the other driver.
The driver was a girl, who was also wearing a mask, which conveniently concealed the anxious and helpless expression on her face.
However, through her beautiful, star-like eyes and brows, Han Wen could tell that she was very pretty and probably belonged to the pure and cute type of girl.
Han Wen had a fairly high tolerance for beautiful women. So, he leaned against the car window, ready to give her some more time and chance.
"Can you move your car? You're blocking my parking spot." Suddenly, the girl in the Alto shouted at Han Wen.
Her tone was gentle, and her voice was sweet, making one's heart flutter and one's bones melt.
Han Wen knew the other person was talking to him, but he still looked at her and pointed to his face: "Hey beautiful, are you talking about me? My car is parked so far away, how can it bother you?"
"What do you think? I can't park properly if you don't move your car." The other person nodded, looking somewhat annoyed.
Han Wen has a very good temper, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have one. He's very tolerant of beautiful women, but that doesn't mean he'll tolerate them forever.
He and this girl were not related, not friends, not acquainted, and had no connection whatsoever. How could he possibly give her face?
"You can't park the car properly, so why should I blame you?" Han Wen opened the car door and got out.
He spoke sarcastically to the other person as he walked upstairs, saying, "I'm busy with work, I don't have time to deal with you."
"If you're so capable, why don't you give your car wings and let it fly through the sky?"
"Oh dear, how can you be so rude?" The other person was somewhat surprised, with a look of grievance and helplessness: "You're driving me crazy, really."
Han Wen didn't care whether the other person was venting their anger or being coquettish. He walked straight into Jubao Records and headed towards the chairman's office.
He walked to the office door, opened it, and went inside. Then, he sat down, picked up the phone, and called Zhang Yadong.
"Director Zhang, I've arrived. I'm in your office. How's the situation on your end?" he asked.
"Mao Ning has arrived, but Yang Tianmei has not yet. Chairman Han, please wait a moment."
"Once Yang Tianmei arrives, I'll take them to your office," Zhang Yadong replied, explaining, "Because the contract hasn't been signed yet, the news can't be leaked."
To avoid being overheard, I'll need to use your office for a bit later.
"It's okay, just bring them over once everyone's here. I'll wait for you." Han Wen said and hung up the phone.
He didn't know when Yang Tianmei would arrive, so to kill some time, he picked up a newspaper and started reading.
A dozen minutes later, he heard footsteps in the corridor, put down his newspaper, and sat up straight.
"Chairman Han, hello, Yang Tianmei and Mao Ning have arrived." Zhang Yadong took the lead and walked into the office to say to Han Wen.
Han Wen nodded, looked up at the two people standing behind Zhang Yadong, and realized that they, like him, were wearing masks.
Moreover, the girl he had just met downstairs who couldn't park was now right in front of him.
"You're Yang Tianmei?" Han Wen was surprised.
He didn't even recognize the other person downstairs when they were wearing a mask.
Of course, the current queen of sweet songs is only in her early twenties, she is indeed too young and too delicate. It's understandable that he didn't recognize her.
Yang Tianmei recognized Han Wen at this moment and did not expect that she would meet him here so soon.
She never expected that the other party would be the chairman of Jubaopen Records, her future boss.
For the sake of money, she could only politely introduce herself: "Yes, Chairman Han, I am Yang Tianmei."
"So you're Mao Ning?" Han Wen looked at Mao Ning, asking a question he already knew the answer to.
"Yes, Chairman Han, I am Mao Ning." Mao Ning nodded.
"Please sit down, don't be shy. From now on, we'll all be working in the same company, so we'll be colleagues and friends." Han Wen nodded, gesturing for the two to sit, and said to Zhang Yadong, "Director Zhang, please arrange for someone to bring over two cups of tea."
Also, bring over the contract you've drafted so I can take a look at it.
"Okay, Chairman Han." Zhang Yadong nodded and turned to leave.
"Ms. Yang, Mr. Mao, I am delighted that you two have joined Treasure Bowl Records."
If neither of you has any other requirements, we can sign the contract shortly. If you do have any requirements, please let us know now.
"Let's hurry and resolve this on the spot." Han Wen glanced at the two of them before saying, "Everyone here is busy; time is precious, let's not waste it."
"Chairman Han, since you've said that, may I make a very small request?" Yang Tianmei asked sweetly as soon as Han Wen finished speaking.